Thank you for growing up with me

Lelah 2022-03-16 09:01:02

Once, I opened my mailbox every day, hoping to receive a letter of acceptance written on parchment in green ink. Once, I firmly believe that one day I will also board the Hogwarts train. Once, I wanted to study hard and be a good student like Hermione. These are things how long ago.
Going to the cinema to watch this movie is entirely because of strong inertia. One, two, three, four, five, six... It became a habit, and I didn't particularly want to see it, but it seemed that something was missing if I didn't look at it. Many people scold bad movies, and some say it's okay. I can't evaluate objectively, I can only say that it basically meets expectations. The system has to score, think about it, or give a recommendation, after all, it is a movie that I watched all the way, with feelings, like an old friend. For me, in two hours, it is not a movie, but closer to a kind of nostalgia for childhood. Looking at the big screen, I noticed that the little round faces that were once round turned into beautiful girls and boys. When I went home and looked in the mirror, I realized that I was also 20. Speaking of it, people born in the 80s and 90s seem to be a bit contrived here to mourn the passage of time. But in fact, no matter after 80s, 90s, or even 2000s, no one except Benjamin Button has the ability to grow backwards. One day always passes, and one day is lost; after one day, there is an extra footprint behind him. Human nature, lost things are always good. So let alone hypocritical, how young I am, I will inevitably miss my younger days. In the six movies, the friends who were eating popcorn with them all changed a few times. This time, even though I was sitting alone in the cinema, looking at the familiar faces on the screen, I seemed to hear them babbling in my ears commenting "Malfoy is more handsome", "Harry is a short boy", and "Ginny". It should be more beautiful". In the darkness, it seemed that all my friends were still around.
For two hours, I watched with unprecedented enthusiasm. I was amazed by Fred and George’s joke shop. I giggled and giggled as I watched Ron’s nympho expression. I was frightened by the hand of the corpse that suddenly came out of the water. It's a big jump. Without thinking about acting, plot, and special effects, I just want to spend 70 yuan to be a child for two more hours seriously and happily.
For these children in the late 80s and early 90s, this is a book and movie that really grew up with us. It is the Devildom and Star Wars of our generation. When I’m about 40 years old, when I talk to my kids about Harry Potter, my dad’s face will show up when he talks about the soldier Zhang Ga.

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Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince quotes

  • Horace Slughorn: Some of your classmates... well, let's just say they're unlikely to make the shelf.

    Harry Potter: Shelf, sir?

    [Slughorn points to a wall of portraits of past "Slug Club" members]

    Horace Slughorn: Anyone who aspires to be anyone ends up here. But then again, you already are someone, aren't you, Harry?

    Harry Potter: Did Voldemort ever make the shelf, sir?

    [Slughorn freezes]

    Harry Potter: You knew him, didn't you, sir? Tom Riddle? You were his teacher.

    Horace Slughorn: Mr. Riddle had a number of teachers whilst he was here at Hogwarts.

    Harry Potter: What was he like?

    [no response]

    Harry Potter: I'm sorry, sir. Forgive me. He killed my parents.

    Horace Slughorn: I... of course, it's only natural you should want to know more. But I'm afraid I must disappoint you, Harry. When I first met young Mr. Riddle, he was a quiet, albeit brilliant boy committed to becoming a first-rate wizard. Not unlike others I've known. Not unlike yourself, in fact. If the monster existed, it was buried deep within.

  • [Lavender glares across to Ron, clasping her spoon, Ron goes silently nervous as a flurry appears over him]

    Hermione Granger: [whispers patiently] Stop it, Ron. You're making it snow.

    [Ron stops as Harry brushes the snow off the table]

    Ron Weasley: Tell me how I broke up with Lavander again.

    Hermione Granger: [nervously] Um, well... She came to visit you in the hospital. And you talked. I don't believe it was a particularly long conversation.

    Ron Weasley: Don't get me wrong, I'm bloody thrilled to be shot of her. It's just... she seems a bit put out.

    [Harry, Ron and Hermione turn to Lavender, who sits up straight and still glaring and clasping at her spoon]

    Hermione Granger: Yes, um, she does, doesn't she?